Summary

This is set in an AU where wizards have familiars that help them with magic, and which Muggles can't sense. It starts with Harry Potter walking into the wizarding world, not knowing what the golden snake at his side means...

Summary

Like most of the Excommunicado in the Tribunal Res Judicata, John never asked questions. When he straightened up from Cardinal Fredoli’s ring, he inclined his head, stepping back, his eyes fixed on the floor, already thinking about process. He’d have to get outfitted again. Visit the Apostolic Records—

“John.” Fredoli, as always, was gentle. “Do you ever question the Dispensation?”

John blinked. He waited for a moment, just in case the question was rhetorical. Fredoli had never said a word to him before other than to confirm the issuance or completion of Penitent Markers. “No,” he said finally.